He might have to drink it; but there would only be a little in any case; yet, not being accustomed, with the poor stipend which he received, to the taste of such luxuries, it might perhaps--it might--well, so little as there would be, could scarcely lift his spirits.

And if it did, could that really be considered a harmful result?
On mature consideration, he thought it better to add a little more wine.

It would save them from the contingency of a longer service than was already necessary.
He poured in the little more, and the silver jug was now a little more than three parts full.
Mr.Windle's lozenge was well dissolved and swallowed before the anthem was finished, and the service went through without a break.
The Rev.Samuel preached one of the sermons which he had written in his younger days for the season of Easter.

He bade his congregation raise their heads and begin life again with new vigour, new hope in their hearts, for this was the third day, the day their Lord had risen for their salvation.

It was, he said, both the day of promise and the day of fulfilment.